She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 341

Chapter 341: Life-Saving Favor

Kelvin took the milk and noticed Abbie standing in the corridor. She was wearing a white nightgown with her long hair flowing loosely. Tears stained her face as she walked over.

Her voice trembled as she questioned him, "Why?"

Kelvin looked disdainfully at her. He furrowed his eyebrows in displeasure. "This is not something you should be asking. If you have nothing else, go to the company. Even if you're a shareholder, being late will result in the same deduction as any other employee."

He spoke without room for negotiation, cold and indifferent.

Abbie, hearing the implication that he wouldn't accompany her, wore a sarcastic smile on her delicate face.

"You clearly know that's not what I'm asking, Kelvin. You... you and her, last night..."

Did they really sleep together?

Even though Abbie saw Cheyenne sleeping in Kelvin's bed, she clung to a thread of hope. Perhaps it was just a misunderstanding. Maybe Cheyenne shamelessly climbed into Kelvin's bed in the middle of the night.

As Abbie voiced her doubts, Cheyenne suddenly poked her head out from under the blanket.

Her black high-waisted short-sleeved T-shirt had slid down, revealing half of her dazzlingly fair skin.

Cheyenne had just woken up, and her hair was a bit messy. Her seaweed-like long hair was scattered behind her, slightly disorderly yet exuding a messy and lazy charm.

Her consciousness gradually awakened as she fixed her gaze on the two people at the door.

Kelvin was saying something to Abbie, and the latter looked at him tearfully.

Cheyenne couldn't see his expression as he had his back turned, but she could imagine that he must be feeling sorry for Abbie's tears. After all, they were childhood sweethearts who grew up together.

Cheyenne sneered, pretending not to see the two, and pulled back the covers. Barefoot, she stepped onto the gray carpet and headed towards the bathroom, asking casually, "Do you have a disposable toothbrush and towel?"

Hearing her voice, Kelvin subconsciously turned to look at her. He happened to see her stepping barefoot on the floor, and he coldly reminded her, "Put on your slippers. The floor is cold."

"None of your business; answer my previous question first."

She rolled her eyes, not even looking at Abbie. This indifferent attitude infuriated Abbie.

Kelvin did answer Cheyenne's question, "On the shelf, the pink one, brand new."

Last night, when he went down to get the medicine box, he had Joe prepare Cheyenne's daily toiletries. The meticulousness surprised even Joe. Such trivial matters would have been taken care of by the maid and Kelvin didn't need to go out of his way.

Cheyenne nonchalantly said, "Oh," and walked into the bathroom barefoot. The corner of her eye glanced at Abbie, and seeing her pale face, she felt relieved, quietly lifting her red lips.

Abbie's mind went blank for a moment at that smile.

Sarcasm, disdain, schadenfreude...

That woman did it on purpose!

She was retaliating for Abbie taking Kelvin away on her wedding night, hence her effort to attract him. Cheyenne didn't genuinely love Kelvin. That must be it!

At the doorway, the two stood in silence for several seconds. Kelvin, growing impatient, reached out to close the door.

"It hurts... Kelvin, help me, my chest..."